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    There Will Be Blood
    There Will Be Blood
    There Will Be Blood
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    There Will Be Blood

    By Sasha McCallum

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    Seven months after the death of her twin brother, Haley is coming apart. Suddenly, Andrea resurfaces after 15 years of absence and a long forgotten promise is kept.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSasha McCallum
    Release dateDec 21, 2017
    ISBN9781370771813
    There Will Be Blood
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      Short and sweet. This was a rather nice story. My only comments would be that it ends of something of a cliffhanger with a lot of unanswered questions and loose ends. Apart from that, I would definitely read a sequel and explore other works of the author.

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    There Will Be Blood - Sasha McCallum

    THERE WILL BE BLOOD

    By Sasha McCallum

    Copyright © 2017 Sasha McCallum

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    Table of contents

    Chapter 1. A Strange Encounter

    Chapter 2. Such An Unusual Girl

    Chapter 3. Obsession

    Chapter 4. There Will Be Blood

    Other titles by Sasha McCallum

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    1. A Strange Encounter

    Below the tree, an image, half-formed and swirling in the otherwise empty, grey air. A figure of darkness and my blood ran ice cold as I watched it. I heard a humming in my ears, my heart beat faster and it came closer; not moving but growing. I thought of Joseph—could it be him? The dark swirling immediately retracted and disappeared. The cold remained though, and the swirling darkness had left an imprint at the back of my eyes. I shivered.

    You saw it too, didn't you? a woman's voice said from behind and I turned and met with liquid green eyes. I was scared and the eyes told me she was too. I looked back at the oak tree in the distance and saw nothing, but my eyes lingered. You saw it, I can tell, the voice repeated and I tore my eyes from the tree. She was beautiful, dressed in black. Was she here for a burial?

    I saw something in the air, I stammered, unable to explain myself logically. It was nothing.

    The nothing scared you, she said with certainty, and I looked away, toward the tree again. I did not want to think about it. You'll give it power if you pay attention to it. It will use that against you.

    I frowned. I could not grasp what she was saying.

    Andrea! The woman turned and I saw a man wearing similarly dark attire, calling and motioning to her as he headed our way. Come on, he said from a short distance. The woman put out a hand and clutched my arm, sending a jolt of panic through me. She leaned toward me.

    Don't let it know you see it, she said, hushed and urgent, then turned and walked away with the man.

    Haley woke up with a start. She was bathed in cold sweat. Her phone read six eighteen am. She immediately got up and went into the shower to wash her dreams away. The woman in the graveyard had scared her ...No, it wasn't the woman; it was that she'd seen the same thing Haley had. Was it possible?

    She was warm and dry after her shower but it did little to ease the darkness of her thoughts. That would have to wait until her daily boredom swept it away. Without work the days stretched in front of her; impossibly long and empty. She largely ignored concerned calls from family and friends. She stuck to a strict diet, exercise and meditation regimen on autopilot in a desperate attempt to avoid thinking and remembering. Any excess thinking would allow ideas of self-harm to creep in and that was unacceptable. She didn't want to end up in hospital, didn't want to make things any worse than they already were. Dr Fields had told her that if she just stuck to her plans and did what she was told then eventually things would start to get better—the sinking feeling when she woke up in the morning and which struck her every time she thought of Joseph would lose its power. She doubted it, but the alternative was despair; the alternative was blood and pain. Feeling sorry for herself was not a natural state for her, it was ugly and self-defeating.

    She went to a local coffee shop and read. Sometimes, she needed the presence of other, normal, happy people around her, while still remaining essentially alone. It was a part of her slow reintroduction into society, as she vaguely hypothesized, though secretly she thought it might remain her only way of being a part of society forever. She doubted she would ever want much more than this.

    It was there that fate chose to knock her autopilot off course. She was reading The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran and it was not particularly interesting.

    May I sit here?

    She looked up, realizing she'd been spoken to. A woman stood over her, she stared around the coffee house; the other tables were occupied so it was unlikely she or the woman had much choice in the matter.

    Yes, she said mechanically and returned her eyes to her book. Her attempt to get through a paragraph was thwarted by the sensation that she was being watched. Perhaps she was expected to make conversation with the stranger; she found many superfluous things were expected of her lately. She looked at the woman who was indeed staring as she dipped a teabag into a disposable cup.

    You don't remember me, do you? the woman said.

    Sorry. Haley was confused, she wracked her brain and then, giving the woman a long, lingering examination, it dawned on her. The green eyes from the cemetery, the strange encounter. Yes. The graveyard, last week. You were there, you said... She narrowed her eyes and frowned.

    Not then, the woman responded quickly, as if she didn't want to think about that either. We went to school together.

    No, Haley denied with confidence. No, we didn't. I would have remembered you.

    The woman looked at her very strangely then, as if she wasn't sure what to make of that. But Haley was convinced; this woman was absolutely beautiful, there was no chance she could have slipped under the radar at Haley's college. She observed her as she frowned into her tea. Her hair was dark and her skin was pale porcelain, her lips pink and full and those liquid green eyes stood out inside rings of black eye-liner. Her eyes didn't sparkle, they reflected nothing; they were the type of eyes that had so much depth they absorbed every glimmer of light around them. Two deep, geothermal pools. She could have stepped off the cover of a magazine if it wasn't for her complete lack of effort in the clothes department. Lack of effort? More like an effort to make herself look less than she was; perhaps she did, perhaps she was one of those people who got too much attention if she dressed nice and she didn't like it. Haley could understand that, she hadn't been making much of an effort herself lately.

    You've changed as well, she said to Haley, as if she could read her thoughts. You've lost your smile. Life hasn't treated you well.

    Who are you? She was puzzled now, the woman certainly seemed to know her. The woman laughed in response to this, a somewhat embittered laugh. Her teeth were white, small and straight, her canines dipped lower than the rest, making her appear predatory. She sipped her tea and ignored the

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